Within the street of busy New York, creatures thrive. Werewolves of all types, shapes and sizes. They hunt in packs, during the night but continue their human lives in the day. Some are shape-shifters, while others have increditble abilities. What happens when a human discovers this lost race?
Chapter One - Life
She walked down the alley, jumping the obstacles swiftly. The she-wolf muttered to herself as she arrived at a dead end. Turning, she was shadowed by a beam of light. A flashlight from above. Looking at the buildings that surrounded her, she quickly spotted the source. It came from a window several stories above. Taking a deep breath, she raced back, towards the darkness. Taking a chance was her only chance. Sweat formed from her forehead as she ran, stopping only til she was greeted by the sight of cars. Stepping out, she finally revealed herself to the streetlights. Pulling her hood of her jacket above her head, she quickly joined a group of people by the bus stop, blending in. The soft streetlight shone above her as the night grew darker. Or so it seemed.
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